WWE is nothing to do with me, aside from being a fan.
This story is for Lee Aiden, who requested an OC/Roman Reigns story.
Hopefully you will like this?:)

Monday Night RAW had been getting interesting ever since the bizarre power issue with the Authority, it was crazy to know that the Attitude Era was coming back. All of the superstars had to live with it; some rebelled because they did not agree with the decisions made by those in charge. Only those who kept on rebelling were punished, leaving everyone else in fear of their jobs. No diva had stood up to this, for they had to deal with their own issues. For one, she had something else on her mind. Dressed in ripped black skinny jean with a Metallica t-shirt and combat boots, this diva was ready for action. Her name was Harlow Thomas, and she was going to fight for the diva's title.

In the ring, the current diva's champion AJ Lee was sitting on the middle rope. This was what she always did, her beady eyes watching the ramp. Her belt was on the line, and the little diva was planning on keeping the belt. After all, she did work hard to get it. Smirking, the small diva recognised the next theme. It was The Purge by Immolation, and that meant it was Harlow on her way down.

At the top of the ramp, the female rubbed her hands together and walked down the ramp. "And introducing the challenger, Harlow Thomas!" Justin Roberts announced. He got out of the ring, taking a seat next to the WWE Doctor. Harlow jumped on to the edge of the apron, entering the ring by going over the lower rope. Her eyes were on AJ, who looked set to kill.

AJ moved off from the middle rope, kissing her title for luck. Handing it over to the official of the match, the skipping diva kept her eyes on her opponent. She wanted this match to be over and done with as quick as possible, needing to use the black widow at one point.

Harlow took one look at the title, hoping to achieve the title from AJ. But now, she had to set her sights on the person who was crowned diva's champion. The title was now handed over to one of the men standing by; there was a chance that everything could change. The bell rang, with AJ skipping around Harlow in a circle. She was up to something, which was for certain.

AJ stopped skipping, winding up behind the slightly taller diva. Once her challenger had turned around, AJ performed a drop kick to her opponent. Moving her long, black hair away from her face, she laughed and stood up. "Come on! Surely you are a fighter?" AJ tormented.

Harlow stood up, throwing out two punches to the face. Holding her arm, she sent AJ to the ropes, executing the Irish whip. After that, Harlow picked her up to go for the power slam. AJ would regret those words in the end, forgetting about who she was dealing with. Harlow went for the pin, but only managed to get up to two. Standing up, the taller diva picked up AJ and landed her on her shoulders.

AJ wiggled out of the grip, bouncing against the ropes. Aiming for the clothesline, the skipping diva picked up speed but failed to hit her opponent who ducked just in time. On the way back, AJ was once again picked up, spun around and then dropped on the mat.

Now that Harlow was back in control, she went on the mat and caught AJ in a head lock. Using her strength so that neither of them budged, the two divas fought for dominance. It was AJ who managed to break free, her hand touching the lower rope. As soon as this was pointed out, Harlow released AJ and picked her up once more. It could be a long match, but Harlow wanted it to end soon.

AJ started to fight back once more, desperate to hang on to the title on the line. She used her legs, trying her hardest to catch Harlow by surprise. But the attempt failed, as AJ ended up going straight into a spear.

Harlow pinned AJ, hearing the one, two, and three. That was it; she had beaten AJ and had now taken on the role of a diva's champion. Standing up, Harlow held up her arms in victory.

"You're winner, and the new diva's champion – Harlow Thomas!" Justin announced. The music sounded, the crowd getting on their feet for her. Standing on top of one turnbuckle, Harlow held up the belt with pride. She now had this, and was on a mission to hold it for as long as possible.

Sierra. Hotel. India. Echo. Lima. Delta. Shield.

Hearing this, Harlow jumped off from the turnbuckle and looked around the whole arena to see who was coming down. She knew that they were out to get her, well she guessed that. Spotting three men wearing combat clothes, Harlow smirked as she observed the actions of the trio.

Dean Ambrose jumped over the barricade, touching his championship belt. He was the United States champion, and had been holding that role from May. Seth Rollins came forward rolling over the barricade, his eyes on the ring. And finally, Roman Reigns hoisted himself over the barricade. His eyes were on the person in the ring, a little smirk on his lips.

Silence now filled the arena, with The Shield members surrounding the ring. They did this a lot, stalking their next target. But their intention was nothing dark; in fact they had something else on their mind.

"Congratulations on winning the diva's championship belt." Roman started off. He walked up the steel steps, slowly making his way into the ring itself. Getting in, the power house of the Shield stood a few feet away from Harlow. "We're not going to hurt you, if that is what you think." Roman confirmed.

Harlow focused on Roman, confused at first. All she could offer was silence, not daring to speak in front of the trio. She knew all about them, and never wanted to get into a situation like this.

Roman looked around. "We need another microphone, could we get another one in please?" Roman requested. He went over to a set of ropes, hunching over to gain a microphone. Heading back to Harlow, he handed the spare one over to her. "In fact, on behalf of the Shield, I would like you to join us." Roman said. He decided to keep quiet, wanting the champion to speak her mind. Roman wasn't planning on hurting her, as that would not be taken too well.

Creasing her eyebrows together whilst looking down at the microphone, Harlow had to make her own mind up. She wasn't being forced into this, but the men did need an answer. Looking up at the male, Harlow brought the microphone up to her lips. "Say you are kidding right?" Harlow checked. Shaking her head, she breathed in. "You do not want someone like me being part of your group." Harlow warned.

Roman looked confused. "Why not? You'd be amazing!" Roman questioned.

"Because you don't know me." Harlow answered. She looked around the arena, witnessing many people waving their arms around. "Besides, I like being someone who is mysterious." Harlow added.

"That was how we started off, when we debuted at Survivor Series last year." Dean Ambrose informed her. He smirked, keeping away from the ring. The United States champion moved the microphone down to his side, not wanting to say anymore.

Harlow glared at him. "Oh you can be quiet." She responded. Transferring her glare over to Roman, she started to go dangerously close to the well built man. "You need to be sure that you want someone like me in your little group, because you may simply regret that decision." Harlow advised.

Roman smiled, matching up to her stare. "I don't need to think twice about the request, Harlow." Roman assured her. He didn't need to take a step closer to the diva; this was close enough for him. "Now what do you say?" Roman asked.

Harlow looked straight into the eyes of Roman Reigns, breathing in deeply. It was her choice, and she couldn't afford to slip up this time. "I'll join you." Harlow had spoken. She breathed out, taking one step back. "But don't say I didn't warn you if something does go wrong." Harlow noted.

"That's a deal, and I will keep your word to it." Roman vowed. He stuck his hand out, wanting to seal this deal.

Gulping, Harlow shook his hand and then held up her belt once more. "I am your diva's champion, and I will make history for sure." Harlow promised. Dropping the microphone, she turned her face and left the ring. Things would end up being very different now; she was the fourth member of The Shield. But she refused to tell them about her, as she liked being a mystery. Would this decision be something she would end up regretting? Only time would tell.

In the ring, the Shield grouped together and held their fists in a circle. They watched their new member walk away, proud of what they had just done. The trio believed in Harlow, believing that she will keep the group strong.

So part one is done and dusted, I hope you like it so far Lee Aiden:).
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